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terrantrash) wrote2017-10-19 01:28 am
terrantrash) wrote2017-10-19 01:28 am
BECAUSE WE ARE INDULGENT
[Amid many sleepless nights and terrors that plagued his dreams, it's a welcome break to have what starts off as something neutral and nonthreatening. It's only when he smells the scent of salt in the air and hears the crash of waves against rock that he becomes aware of his current surroundings and who he's with. He'd been here before, a famous sight in Northern Ireland, the Giant's Causeway, when he'd been very little. Why his mind would decide to set his dream in such a place he hasn't a clue but he's not complaining. He'll take whatever reprieve he can get from the usual.
He'd always found the setting charming, unable to help himself as he hops from each stone, boots clicking against rock. It's only when he looks up that he notices a familiar head of red hair not far off in the distance.]
Lady Yona?
He'd always found the setting charming, unable to help himself as he hops from each stone, boots clicking against rock. It's only when he looks up that he notices a familiar head of red hair not far off in the distance.]
Lady Yona?